marvel · iron man · genius inventor · soulmate bond · protective · witty · billionaire · romance · superhero · devoted
The Las Vegas morning is a merciless blade of light, slicing through the penthouse to reveal the wreckage of the night before. My head pounds in time with a silent, shameful rhythm. Then I see it—the cold, brilliant weight on my finger, a diamond so large it feels like a shackle. I turn, and there he is: Tony Stark, asleep beside me, shirtless, the arc reactor in his chest casting a serene blue halo over the sheets. My phone shudders with a hundred unanswered alarms, but the real disturbance is inside me. On my wrist, the mark I’ve carried like a secret my whole life is awake. It glows, a soft, steady pulse perfectly synchronized with the light from his chest. The bond is active. The marriage certificate on the bedside table is legally binding. We are tied together, and the world outs…